Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Feng Luo's gaze swept back, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly as he watched those people about to run.

After a few days of study, Feng Luo's mental power had been frighteningly improved. That mental power carefully bypassed Chu Ci and pressed straight towards those people.

Let the steps of those few people stop instantly.

Looking sadly at Chu Ci and Feng Luo.

They seriously suspected that Feng Luo was able to master the manipulation method of mental power so quickly, absolutely to make Chu Ci more comfortable, and then desperately to hit them who hadn't touched the corners.

And leaving the boss to be scolded here by himself does not seem very good, but that's what I said...

I saw the weak-looking elder sister from the main and auxiliary department standing in front of the boss, pointing at the boss's head and calling him rubbish...

This feeling is really... suffocating.

The steps of the few people stopped, and they dared not step forward or walk, and were forced to share difficulties with Feng Luo.

Feng Luo lowered his eyes and gave a light tusk. Now he wanted to tear down the huge banner in front of him, and threw it away.

Watching Chu Ci point out his results and analyze him one by one.

A certain trash once again glanced at his own results.

In fact, everyone is poor in theory class.

And basically they belong to the ridiculous kind.

It's just that he is a little prominent in this so bad.

Looking at his name, who was in the bottom row, Feng Luo dropped his eyes again.

Hmm... It's really outstanding.

"How did you get the test?" Even when she was a scumbag, Chu Ci felt that she had never won such a ranking.

Seeing Feng Luo's ranking, Chu Ci fell into deep doubts.

Raising his hand and scratching his hair, the slightly curly hair was a little messy by Chu Ci, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"I think even if you go up, you can't get such a result, right?"

Feng Luo coughed lightly again, looked away, and then said, "It's just that luck...not very good that day."

Chu Ci: "..."

Chu Ci couldn't help but toss at the corner of her lips, and said again, "Trash."

Feng Luo:...

"In the future, I'll make up lessons for you."

Feng Luo:...I admit the rubbish, make up the lesson...it's not necessary, right?

The cry from a purebred combatant who hadn't studied well since childhood, and even some words were not so sure.

But this meaning did not reach Chu Ci.

The corners of his lips twitched, and he bowed his head in confession, his expression looked pitiful and wronged.

Chu Ci looked at him like this, and finally curled his lips and smiled, "Well, when it's about to expire, I will give you a make-up lesson, OK?"

As for whether you can not make up?

Semi-literate is not enough! Absolutely not.

A few people from Ling Yuan not far away: So we are here, and we don't dare to go, and we don't dare to step forward. What are we going to do?

When Chu Ci and Feng Luo finished talking about the matter, Feng Luo breathed a sigh of relief and finally let Chu Ci leave in front of this wall.

He glanced at the few people who stood not far away and dared not move, waved his hand slightly, and then led the little girl and turned away.

gone……

Just left?

Several people were dumbfounded and glanced at each other.

When both of them disappeared, it was the accurate realization that they were thrown aside after being used by the boss.